The eNotebook

Stuff that I have in my mind.

Compliments

I thought they were supposed to make you feel good about yourself, especially from other people. In reality for me, I HATE being complimented. When people compliment me, I just say thank you, or whatever that's polite. But hell no, I don't buy what they say... *sigh*

 

At least I'll accept from strangers, or people that I'm not too close with. They're the only ones who sees me without any bias, and are more honest. Those types of compliments are actual compliments and I take those more serious. 

 

When family compliments me... It's a mixed bag. It feels like they at times don't be honest and just tell me just so I don't feel bad about myself. They probably know that I'm not very good looking, or well dressed, so they just be nice to me just to make me and my mom feel good, even though I know the truth. What truth? Well...

 

People that I used to be close to... they're the ones who are the most honest... but telling me otherwise. They will tell me the best compliments I've ever heard. My eyes, my looks, my personality, everything that I never thought to be complimented! Makes me feel so special, like I'm a person worth being with!... Right? All is too good to be true, they show me the opposite. Those same reasons is why they leave me for someone else, or isn't happy to be with me. So everything what they said about me wasn't true? Was all that just lies to make me happy? Then why not being honest with me? They left me a bad stain, more like a mental scar. (Paranoid?) Just sugar-coated lies.

 

I don't understand why they will tell me all those things only for me to be feeling the opposite. From those moments onwards, I never want to be complimented ever again. I hate it, and I don't want to be convinced either until I see it in action.